A reflection on being.
I've just posted a blog I wrote back at the very beginning of February. That, in itself, says something about the state of Bekah the past few months. To think that this is the first moment I have been motivated (and free) to reflect and to write. Typing out the closing of my handwritten February blog post, the lines "stolen my free time back" sit uncomfortably with me when I reflect on what has been my February and March. Perhaps it is true, and I had less work-related stress when I was not actually at work, but I clocked a lot of overtime work hours during the past few months. That and sick time. Out-of-work-with-fever sick twice in February, plus a few snow days, helped me to revert to winter habits from last year and excess Netflix consumption. And then the start of spring and desire to be doing and planning and working and making things happen. Weekends full of work or full of scheduled exploration and play and social time. And the evenings I was home alone full o...